"Fengchang... I'm sorry..."
In this lifetime, she didn't expect him to forgive her; she just hoped he could find happiness.
It was a long while before Li Fengchang's voice came through the phone, "I know."
After hanging up the call, Shen Meizhi felt somewhat downcast as Mi Shen sat by the bed, spooning porridge into her mouth.
T.R. President's Office.
Amy pushed the door open, "President, I've given the orders. In about half an hour, all media will retract their false statements."
"President?"
Li Fengchang, who had been standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned around upon hearing this, his expression icy, "No need to retract them for now, let them make noise."
Amy looked puzzled, "But the Li Family over there..."
"I have my own judgment."
"All right, I'll get on it." Amy responded and turned to leave.
